I had an idea for tonight’s blog, but promptly forgot it after smoking a bowl. Which is kind of funny because usually I don’t have an idea to begin with when I sit down and write these blog posts. Normally, I just will myself to start writing and just run with whatever comes out. But tonight I had an idea, and then lost it. Perhaps it will resurface another time.
I make jokes about how traumatizing going to the bookstore is to my bank account. It’s funny but it’s not, because then I’m traumatized by my bank account. And the only abuser is me, who can’t control himself when inside a bookstore. I can go to a bookstore with the resolve to only buy a particular book and instead walk out with an armload of books that does not include the particular book I was looking for. When it comes to bookstores, it’s never “what’s my budget for today,” but rather “how much money do I have?” It’s terrible. But you know what?
I fucking love books.
Anyway, here’s a design I did of @alexislust. I told my partner about our conversation and she suggested I make one for you. We browsed through two of your albums, and she picked this image as the main piece.
